And In The End

by xxxkilljoy

I saw a sister of some disorder preaching God to the commute
We are all just trying / to get to worksit down / and stop being disruptive
She was dying, she said.
We could pray for you / but you need to sit down
nobody wants to hear that
She was dying, she said, but she was not dying anymore.
One more / crazy bitch
Call me crazy and I’ll call the police
She got off cursing and the rest of us went downtown.